Sunday, May 4, 2014

You have to go through Portland to get to Newberg...

I've had a lot of thoughts lately. Too many thoughts to put into words. I've jotted notes in my IPad here and there and I've processed in productive ways through messaging with a trusted friend. But mostly the thoughts have been swimming around in my head looking for a way out. I can't find that way out right now but today I had a thought that was so profound I had to put it somewhere. This blog is the place I go when I want to remember something. I want to remember this thought, so here I am. 

And here is the thought: You have to go through Portland to get to Newberg. 

I'm sure there are ways around it. If I studied a map and used a GPS and gathered information from people who are familiar with the area, I could avoid the sometimes traumatic experience of going through Portland on my way to Newberg but I think that would only prolong the agony. If I want to get to my goal- all of the good people and things in Newberg, especially my kid whom I miss terribly- I have to take the freeway through Portland. 

It's almost always dark and rainy and in the middle of rush hour traffic when I hit that stretch of road. I've gotten lost on more than one occasion and had to stop and ask for help. But it's worth it. I always make it to my destination and am always rewarded with good things when I get there. 

So why is this so profound? Because everything I'm trying to get out of life is metaphorically on the other side of Portland. I've been searching for an easier route. I've been avoiding the trip altogether. I've been afraid that I might get lost. I've been afraid I might have to ask for help. I've been too scared to make the trip. But I have to go there because when I get there I will be rewarded with good things. 

Sunday, February 16, 2014


We spent the day hanging out in Nampa with my family to celebrate my mom's 70th birthday. We went to Golden Corral for lunch and then spent the afternoon playing games (Dave and Spencer left after lunch and Rob spent the whole weekend as a vendor at the gun show).


Back at the house we played Catch Phrase which was hilarious!

One of the words my dad had to describe was "selfie". He grabbed Gloria's phone and took a mock selfie. He doesn't know how to use her phone so when the round was over, we showed him how to take a REAL selfie:

All in all it was a lovely weekend. The weather is getting nicer, I had a really nice lunch with my friend, Joyce, at Kona Grill in The Village and Rob had his hands full working at the gun show. 

The only thing that would have improved this weekend is having Zach at home! Although Zach and I did have a nice, long texting conversation while I relaxed and watched the Olympics so that definitely added to my contentment for sure!